Dark, silent, wet, endless walls
I can hear echoes down the long halls
The silence of my painful screams
Makes me want to awake from these horrid dreams
Needles and medication I don't need
All I want is a restful sleep
But as I sleep I suffocate
From the ashes of my comrades cruel fate
The dullness of this gray life
Seems to have no light
The darkness from behind my shadow
Never seems to be so hallow
I faced the sunlight with a grim smile
My eyes stared at it for miles
Shining down at me from heaven's ground
Fades slowly but haste with my frown
Abandoned in this hell called home
The icy tears fell down
Killing what appears to be my only hope
A dark oracle explode
The blue fish bowl of a sky
It swelled black like a whale's dye
Like the devil the oracle turned red
I looked out my cell, where darkness heads
It swelled like a bad pimple, but it covers all
The oracle of death embraced the sky, steadily it fell
It blocked my hunger for freedom and heaven's light
It filled me with a foggy gloom and fright
It came closer; I began to run down the halls
I can hear my name being called
I ran fast, I ran so far away from this black hornet
The last thing I saw was a big mushroom of an explosion
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